• I look up at the stars every day and wonder why are there stars? Not that there made up of billons of gasas that float I'm space but that they are people. People who have passed on... From this world to the next. To me they mean life. I always wonder why are they dull? And why are some so bright?! It's not because a star is dieing...But people who have passed and never made it. To me the stars mean that there are people who be one stars when they die. We all do. We die and become them. That's why there's so many. The reason why some don't shine as bright as others is because they were horriable people. Hated life. Didn't believe, didn't love, killed one another. That is why there are dull stars. The stars that are bright are the ones I loved people, believed, helped others, scarficed themselves to Make other peoples dreams happen. Those are the bright stars. But if you noticed... There aren't that many bright stars... Are there?... Look and see. Judge my talent... My abilities...I'm rght aren't I? We need more good people in this world... We need rolemodels...we need more bright stars... We need good people...it's sad to think about. But... I want to be a bright star! To make people happy... To be a good person. When I pass on...

    What do you want to be?